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"What do you mean he knows?" Marcus asked continuing to carry me to the infirmary.
"Just what I said." I sobbed. "He knows. Harry knows because he eavesdropped."
"Why did he do that?"
"I don't know why." I sobbed. "He supposed to be my friend. And then he went and did something so stupid."
"Don't get worked up Hermione." Marcus cooed. "Just calm down."
"You tell me to calm down when one of your best friends betrays your trust." I shot now squirming in Marcus' grip. "Let me down."
Marcus reluctantly put me down but held me close to him.
"Hermione I don't have friends because I find it hard to trust some people." He looked at me softly.
"But you trust me?" I questioned.
"Of course." He kissed my forehead. "Or I wouldn't be like this with you."
I looked at the floor and blushed terribly causing Marcus to laugh. And when I looked up I saw 2 girls giggling. Looking at us and whispering. I glared at them daring them to talk more.
"You okay now?" Marcus asked letting go of my waist but taking my hand.
"Yes." I nodded.
"Good because then we can go to my room." Marcus smiled and changed directions.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"To my room." He repeated my room again.
"Your room? Why do you have a room here?"
"Because I am now the Charms professor in training." He smirked.
I swear to god that smirk is something every Slytherin guy does. They probably have to go through some sort camp or something to be the proper Slytherin guy.
"Flitwick is retiring?" I asked looking at Marcus in amazement.
"Yeah. And besides I needed a reason to stay here without people getting suspicious." Marcus told me and kissed my lips gently.
I felt butterflies rise in my stomach. Then I looked at the portrait. It was of a young witch and wizard holding hands, laughing and hugging.
"I could've rung Dumbledore's neck for this." Marcus muttered. "He gets battier and battier every time I talk to him."
I snickered as the portrait swung open. Marcus let me in first and I was amazed by the decorating.
Everything in the room where shades of brown. The walls where a milky coffee color and the floor was wooden. He has wooden floor while everyone in the castle has to put up with concrete. Bastard. The couches and chairs where a regular brown and the coffee table and desk where an oak.
"This is beautiful." I continued to look around.
I walked up to the fireplace mantel and saw pictures of his family, him in his school days, me and him and me lining the mantel.
"So you are going to be a professor?" I asked looking at each picture.
3 months I thought. You two went out for 3 months, why do you love him, does he even love you? And you're pregnant to top it off. What a relationship. And remember we're not even dating now. He has yet to ask you out again. My bet is on he doesn't think the fight meant anything and we're still dating. Like it matters though.
"Hermione are you listening to me?" Marcus asked wrapping his arms around me.
"Yeah. Of course." I smiled.
"Then what did I just say?" Marcus whispered into my ear causing shivers to run down my spine.
"Well if you said it you should know." I teased.
"Hermione." Marcus scolded.
At the moment I was so glad he wasn't trying to talk to me about Harry. Or I'd be in the infirmary for sure.
"I'm sorry." I apologized spinning towards Marcus. "I was thinking. And to get back on the track I was before I have to get back to the library so I can finish my homework."
"You don't have to go to the library." Marcus said not letting me go. "You can stay here and study."
"And have you make it unbearably hard to concentrate." I told him. "I don't think so."
"Okay but before you leave can we talk about what happened between you and Harry."
I take back my statement of him not trying to talk to me about Harry. Damn it.
"No." I said pulling away. "No, absolutely not. I mean I'll be back in the infirmary. And you've heard Poppy. No one can get me worked up. Just by brining up you want to talk about this is getting me worked up."
Marcus smiled at me.
"What are you smiling at?" I hissed getting angry.
I seem to get pissed a lot too. I gotta work on that.
"Calm down." Marcus replied and kissed me.
Every time he kisses me I swear to god I get weak in the knees. It's something I can't control. When he pulled away from me he was smirking. OF COURSE HE WAS SMIRKING HE'S A BLOODY SLYTHERIN!
"I gotta stop talking to myself." I sighed.
Marcus gave me a weird look and I sat down on the floor and pulled everything out of my bag. I still had a considerably good amount to do. I opened my Arithmacy book, quill, ink and parchment.
"You bug me and you're going to be the one in the infirmary." I hissed at Marcus as he laid on the couch right behind me.
"You got it babe."
I rolled my eyes and got to work. About 5 hours later I was finally done. And Marcus didn't bug me in fact he was sleeping. I quietly gathered my books, kissed Marcus' forehead and left the room quietly. I walked to the Gryffindor common room quietly. No one was around.
"Of course no one's around. It's supper time." I said out loud.
When I entered the common room Harry was sitting there.
"Harry." I nodded politely to him and took my things to my dorm.
After I did that I went back into the common room and sat on a overstuffed maroon chair.
"I still can't believe it Hermione." Harry whispered. "I mean it's you. I never thought you could do something like that."
"Well believe it Harry. Because the baby is growing inside me every day. And pretty soon they'll either take me out of Hogwarts and give me a tutor or teach me a concealing charm. Either or would work for me." I said gently.
"Can I know who the father is?" Harry asked looking at me.
I looked at Harry with sadness coming over me. I was one of his best friends. And I lied to him, I kept a secret from him and he found out by over hearing a conversation and I flipped out at him.
"Harry you wouldn't like who the father is." I said softly looking at my shoes.
"Hermione please." Harry begged.
"Well he's a Slytherin." I began. "And he's..."
"Marcus Flint." Harry interrupted me.
"Yeah." I said.
I couldn't deny it anymore. At least one of my friends needed to know. And it sure in the hell wasn't going to be Ron. Not for a while at least.
"And you willing had...sex with him?"
I laughed at Harry.
"Of course." I smiled. "He is my boyfriend."
"Really." Harry said in a rough voice. "And I'm not telling Ron, Hermione. You have to do that."
"I know." I replied. "I know."
"I'll always love you Hermione. No matter what you do." Harry got up and hugged me. "Now you have to tell everyone else that needs to know."
I nodded and looked at Harry.
"I'm going to supper. Talk to you later." Harry hugged me again and left the common room.
Then I started bawling. I don't know why, probably because he was so sweet about the whole thing. And I bawled and bawled until I fell asleep in the chair before anyone got back from supper.
The next chapter I'm going to jump ahead to April or May. By then Ron and Hermione's parents will know. And you'll soon find out what Hermione's baby is. Thanks to all my reviewers and much love.
"What do you mean he knows?" Marcus asked continuing to carry me to the infirmary.
"Just what I said." I sobbed. "He knows. Harry knows because he eavesdropped."
"Why did he do that?"
"I don't know why." I sobbed. "He supposed to be my friend. And then he went and did something so stupid."
"Don't get worked up Hermione." Marcus cooed. "Just calm down."
"You tell me to calm down when one of your best friends betrays your trust." I shot now squirming in Marcus' grip. "Let me down."
Marcus reluctantly put me down but held me close to him.
"Hermione I don't have friends because I find it hard to trust some people." He looked at me softly.
"But you trust me?" I questioned.
"Of course." He kissed my forehead. "Or I wouldn't be like this with you."
I looked at the floor and blushed terribly causing Marcus to laugh. And when I looked up I saw 2 girls giggling. Looking at us and whispering. I glared at them daring them to talk more.
"You okay now?" Marcus asked letting go of my waist but taking my hand.
"Yes." I nodded.
"Good because then we can go to my room." Marcus smiled and changed directions.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"To my room." He repeated my room again.
"Your room? Why do you have a room here?"
"Because I am now the Charms professor in training." He smirked.
I swear to god that smirk is something every Slytherin guy does. They probably have to go through some sort camp or something to be the proper Slytherin guy.
"Flitwick is retiring?" I asked looking at Marcus in amazement.
"Yeah. And besides I needed a reason to stay here without people getting suspicious." Marcus told me and kissed my lips gently.
I felt butterflies rise in my stomach. Then I looked at the portrait. It was of a young witch and wizard holding hands, laughing and hugging.
"I could've rung Dumbledore's neck for this." Marcus muttered. "He gets battier and battier every time I talk to him."
I snickered as the portrait swung open. Marcus let me in first and I was amazed by the decorating.
Everything in the room where shades of brown. The walls where a milky coffee color and the floor was wooden. He has wooden floor while everyone in the castle has to put up with concrete. Bastard. The couches and chairs where a regular brown and the coffee table and desk where an oak.
"This is beautiful." I continued to look around.
I walked up to the fireplace mantel and saw pictures of his family, him in his school days, me and him and me lining the mantel.
"So you are going to be a professor?" I asked looking at each picture.
3 months I thought. You two went out for 3 months, why do you love him, does he even love you? And you're pregnant to top it off. What a relationship. And remember we're not even dating now. He has yet to ask you out again. My bet is on he doesn't think the fight meant anything and we're still dating. Like it matters though.
"Hermione are you listening to me?" Marcus asked wrapping his arms around me.
"Yeah. Of course." I smiled.
"Then what did I just say?" Marcus whispered into my ear causing shivers to run down my spine.
"Well if you said it you should know." I teased.
"Hermione." Marcus scolded.
At the moment I was so glad he wasn't trying to talk to me about Harry. Or I'd be in the infirmary for sure.
"I'm sorry." I apologized spinning towards Marcus. "I was thinking. And to get back on the track I was before I have to get back to the library so I can finish my homework."
"You don't have to go to the library." Marcus said not letting me go. "You can stay here and study."
"And have you make it unbearably hard to concentrate." I told him. "I don't think so."
"Okay but before you leave can we talk about what happened between you and Harry."
I take back my statement of him not trying to talk to me about Harry. Damn it.
"No." I said pulling away. "No, absolutely not. I mean I'll be back in the infirmary. And you've heard Poppy. No one can get me worked up. Just by brining up you want to talk about this is getting me worked up."
Marcus smiled at me.
"What are you smiling at?" I hissed getting angry.
I seem to get pissed a lot too. I gotta work on that.
"Calm down." Marcus replied and kissed me.
Every time he kisses me I swear to god I get weak in the knees. It's something I can't control. When he pulled away from me he was smirking. OF COURSE HE WAS SMIRKING HE'S A BLOODY SLYTHERIN!
"I gotta stop talking to myself." I sighed.
Marcus gave me a weird look and I sat down on the floor and pulled everything out of my bag. I still had a considerably good amount to do. I opened my Arithmacy book, quill, ink and parchment.
"You bug me and you're going to be the one in the infirmary." I hissed at Marcus as he laid on the couch right behind me.
"You got it babe."
I rolled my eyes and got to work. About 5 hours later I was finally done. And Marcus didn't bug me in fact he was sleeping. I quietly gathered my books, kissed Marcus' forehead and left the room quietly. I walked to the Gryffindor common room quietly. No one was around.
"Of course no one's around. It's supper time." I said out loud.
When I entered the common room Harry was sitting there.
"Harry." I nodded politely to him and took my things to my dorm.
After I did that I went back into the common room and sat on a overstuffed maroon chair.
"I still can't believe it Hermione." Harry whispered. "I mean it's you. I never thought you could do something like that."
"Well believe it Harry. Because the baby is growing inside me every day. And pretty soon they'll either take me out of Hogwarts and give me a tutor or teach me a concealing charm. Either or would work for me." I said gently.
"Can I know who the father is?" Harry asked looking at me.
I looked at Harry with sadness coming over me. I was one of his best friends. And I lied to him, I kept a secret from him and he found out by over hearing a conversation and I flipped out at him.
"Harry you wouldn't like who the father is." I said softly looking at my shoes.
"Hermione please." Harry begged.
"Well he's a Slytherin." I began. "And he's..."
"Marcus Flint." Harry interrupted me.
"Yeah." I said.
I couldn't deny it anymore. At least one of my friends needed to know. And it sure in the hell wasn't going to be Ron. Not for a while at least.
"And you willing had...sex with him?"
I laughed at Harry.
"Of course." I smiled. "He is my boyfriend."
"Really." Harry said in a rough voice. "And I'm not telling Ron, Hermione. You have to do that."
"I know." I replied. "I know."
"I'll always love you Hermione. No matter what you do." Harry got up and hugged me. "Now you have to tell everyone else that needs to know."
I nodded and looked at Harry.
"I'm going to supper. Talk to you later." Harry hugged me again and left the common room.
Then I started bawling. I don't know why, probably because he was so sweet about the whole thing. And I bawled and bawled until I fell asleep in the chair before anyone got back from supper.
The next chapter I'm going to jump ahead to April or May. By then Ron and Hermione's parents will know. And you'll soon find out what Hermione's baby is. Thanks to all my reviewers and much love.